When Wondering Becomes Wonderful

I gave her one last hug and the pain hit again. We said goodbye. I quickly made my way to my bed. I got in under the covers and fell asleep. This time when I woke up it was dark outside. I looked at the clock and it was almost midnight. How could I have slept this long? I didn't feel any pain so that was great. I started to stretch and yawn. As I normally do before getting out of bed I ran my hands down my sides and slapped my thighs. When I did I jerked my hand back quickly. What the hell is this on my thigh? I ran my hand carefully over the area that caused pain. There was a lump. Had I bumped into something? I sat up and looked down. What ever it was moved.

It was now layng between my legs on my mattress. I placed my hand on the lump and felt a tingle like I had just touched my clit. I quickly jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. As I pulled my shorts down I started to breathe uncontrollably. There right in front of me was a dick, a cock a penis. I pulled it and as I already knew, it was attached to my skin. Was this some kind of joke? I backed up till I sat on the toilet. I sat there with this thing in my hands. I squeezed it to see if maybe then I would wake up. I closed my eyes and when I opened them it was still there. I decided to reach further down and sure enough was a heavy set of balls. I started to cry.

What in the world was going on? I jumped up and took off my clothes. I started the shower and got in. I had the water as hot as I could stand it. I took my bath scrunchy and started to wash my body. I allow the water to run from the top of my head. I closed my eyes but I could feel the weight of this cock between my legs. I quickly reached down to see if my pussy was still there. But part of me knew it wasn't. It was gone. I turned to face the water and the jets hit my new organ. Again it felt as if the jet had hit my clit. I reached for it and started to soap it up.

Maybe I could dissolve it away with body wash. The more I rubbed the more it tingled and the harder and longer it got. It was as if I had not control of my hands. I could not stop rubbing it. It finally stopped growing at about 9 inches and 4 inches in girth. I could barely get my own hands around it. I leaned up against the shower wall and rubbed faster. My heart was racing. With my free hand I started caressing my new balls. It felt so good, I couldn't stop.